Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Of Our Love

Morning has
With the first of sun
Breakin' through our pane
Songs the air
But no singer there
an old wooden guitar playin'

Writing a
Won't take very
not to use the word "old"
Thinking
Taking and doubts
That linger in the cold

Looking
All I can see
Is good things
To you and to me
I'm not
For times to
I'm going to
a free-roamin' soul
On the highway of our

has come
With the first of sun
through our window pane
Songs the air
But there's no singer
Just an old guitar playin'